
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire quotes
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Ron Weasley
Sirius Black
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Bloody Hell!
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I have no idea who put your name in that goblet Harry, but whoever did is not a friend to you.
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That's me. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter's stupid friend.
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Piss off.
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Murder me, Harry.
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Hermione: Ronald would like me to tell you that Seamus told him that Dean was told by Parvati that Hagrid is looking for you.
Harry: Is that right? Well... you can tell him...wait...what?
Hermione: [Goes back to Ron, talks to him quietly for a few seconds, then walks back] Dean was told by Parvati that...that... Please don't ask me to say it again! Hagrid is looking for you.
Harry: Well you can tell Ron-
Hermione: I'M NOT AN OWL!
Harry: Is that right? Well... you can tell him...wait...what?
Hermione: [Goes back to Ron, talks to him quietly for a few seconds, then walks back] Dean was told by Parvati that...that... Please don't ask me to say it again! Hagrid is looking for you.
Harry: Well you can tell Ron-
Hermione: I'M NOT AN OWL!
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Barty Crouch Jr.: I'll be welcomed back like a hero!
Dumbledore: Perhaps! Personally I've never had much time for heroes.
Dumbledore: Perhaps! Personally I've never had much time for heroes.
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Professor McGonagall: The house of Godric Gryffindor has been a beacon in the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries, and I will not have you besmirching it in one night by acting like a bumbling, babbling band of baboons.
George/Fred: [to each other] Try saying that five times fast. [together] Bumbling, babbling band of baboons! Bumbling, babbling band of baboons! Bumbling... [Both walk off screen]
George/Fred: [to each other] Try saying that five times fast. [together] Bumbling, babbling band of baboons! Bumbling, babbling band of baboons! Bumbling... [Both walk off screen]
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Professor McGonagall: [About the Yule Ball] Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers, longing to burst forth and take flight.
Ron Weasley: [To Seamus] Something's about to burst out of Eloise Midgen, but I don't think it's a swan.
Ron Weasley: [To Seamus] Something's about to burst out of Eloise Midgen, but I don't think it's a swan.
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[Professor Moody's first lesson]
Moody: Alastor Moody. [Writes his name on the board] Ex-auror, Ministry malcontent... and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, good-bye, the end. Any questions? [No one raises their hand] When it comes to the Dark Arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, who can tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?
Hermione: Three, sir.
Moody: [Writes "Unforgiveable" on a blackboard] And they are so named?
Hermione: Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will...
Moody: Earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct! The Ministry of Magic says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different. You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared! [Seamus takes some gum out and puts it under his desk] You need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the under-side of your desk, Mr. Finnegan!
Seamus Finnegan: [Whispering] No way. The old codger can see in the back of his head.
Moody: [Throws the piece of chalk at Seamus] AND HEAR ACROSS CLASSROOMS!! Now, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!!!
Ron: Yes!?
Moody:Stand! Give us a curse.
Ron: Well, my dad did tell me about one. The Imperius Curse.
Moody: Oh, yeah. Your father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why.
Moody: Alastor Moody. [Writes his name on the board] Ex-auror, Ministry malcontent... and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, good-bye, the end. Any questions? [No one raises their hand] When it comes to the Dark Arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, who can tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?
Hermione: Three, sir.
Moody: [Writes "Unforgiveable" on a blackboard] And they are so named?
Hermione: Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will...
Moody: Earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct! The Ministry of Magic says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different. You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared! [Seamus takes some gum out and puts it under his desk] You need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the under-side of your desk, Mr. Finnegan!
Seamus Finnegan: [Whispering] No way. The old codger can see in the back of his head.
Moody: [Throws the piece of chalk at Seamus] AND HEAR ACROSS CLASSROOMS!! Now, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!!!
Ron: Yes!?
Moody:Stand! Give us a curse.
Ron: Well, my dad did tell me about one. The Imperius Curse.
Moody: Oh, yeah. Your father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why.
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Ron: (Talking about Krum at the Yule Ball) He’s using you.
Hermione: How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself.
Ron: Doubt it, he’s way too old.
Hermione: What? Is that what you think?
Ron: Yeah, that’s what I think!
Hermione: You know the solution then, don’t you?
Ron: Go on.
Hermione: Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
Ron: [backs away] Well... that-that-that... that’s just completely off the point... Harry!
Hermione: Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you! [Harry looks at Ron]
Harry: What's wrong?
Ron: They get scary when they get older.
Hermione: Ron you spoiled everything!
Hermione: How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself.
Ron: Doubt it, he’s way too old.
Hermione: What? Is that what you think?
Ron: Yeah, that’s what I think!
Hermione: You know the solution then, don’t you?
Ron: Go on.
Hermione: Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
Ron: [backs away] Well... that-that-that... that’s just completely off the point... Harry!
Hermione: Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you! [Harry looks at Ron]
Harry: What's wrong?
Ron: They get scary when they get older.
Hermione: Ron you spoiled everything!
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[Moody has just finished his Imperius Curse demonstration on an enlarged spider by sending it flying around the classroom]
Moody: Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did You-Know-Who's bidding... under the influence of the Imperius Curse. But here's the rub: How do we sort out the liars? Another, another. Longbottom, is it? Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology.
Neville: [Nervously] There's the, um, the Cruciatus Curse.
Moody: Correct! Correct! Come. The Torture Curse. [Aims his wand at the spider] Crucio!
[The spider makes a terrifying squealing sound, seriously bothering Neville, who is watching it up close]
Hermione: Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!
Moody: [Snaps back into reality; Walks over and places the spider on Hermione's desk] Perhaps you could give us the last Unforgivable curse, Miss Granger. [Hermione shakes her head] No? [Points his wand at the spider] Avada Kedavra! [The spider falls, dead. Harry is watching from a desk across.]
Moody: Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did You-Know-Who's bidding... under the influence of the Imperius Curse. But here's the rub: How do we sort out the liars? Another, another. Longbottom, is it? Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology.
Neville: [Nervously] There's the, um, the Cruciatus Curse.
Moody: Correct! Correct! Come. The Torture Curse. [Aims his wand at the spider] Crucio!
[The spider makes a terrifying squealing sound, seriously bothering Neville, who is watching it up close]
Hermione: Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!
Moody: [Snaps back into reality; Walks over and places the spider on Hermione's desk] Perhaps you could give us the last Unforgivable curse, Miss Granger. [Hermione shakes her head] No? [Points his wand at the spider] Avada Kedavra! [The spider falls, dead. Harry is watching from a desk across.]
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Draco Malfoy: Why so tense, Potter? My Father and I have a bet you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in the tournament... he disagrees. He thinks you won't last five! [laughs]
Harry: I don't give a damn, what your Father thinks, Malfoy. He's vile, and cruel...and you're just pathetic.
Harry: I don't give a damn, what your Father thinks, Malfoy. He's vile, and cruel...and you're just pathetic.
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Rita Skeeter: This is cozy.
Harry: It's a broom cupboard.
Rita Skeeter: You should feel right at home then. [Forces Harry to a lower part of the cupboard] Don't mind if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill, do you?
Harry: Oh. Uh, no.
Rita Skeeter: So tell me, Harry. Here you sit, a mere boy of 12--
Harry: I'm 14. Sorry.
Rita Skeeter: About to compete against three students, not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself, but to have mastered spells you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams. Concerned?
Harry: I-I don't know. I haven't really thought about it.
Rita Skeeter: Just ignore the quill. Then, of course, you're no ordinary boy of 12, are you?
Harry: Fourteen.
Rita Skeeter: Your story's legend. Do you think it was the trauma of your past that made you so keen to enter such a dangerous tournament.
Harry: I didn't enter.
Rita Skeeter: Of course you didn't. Everyone loves a rebel, Harry. [To the quill] Scratch that last. Speaking of your parents, were they alive, How do you think they'd fee? Proud? Or concerned that your attitude shows, at best a pathological need for attention, at worst a psychotic death wish?
Harry: Hey! My eyes aren't "glistening with the ghosts of my past."
Harry: It's a broom cupboard.
Rita Skeeter: You should feel right at home then. [Forces Harry to a lower part of the cupboard] Don't mind if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill, do you?
Harry: Oh. Uh, no.
Rita Skeeter: So tell me, Harry. Here you sit, a mere boy of 12--
Harry: I'm 14. Sorry.
Rita Skeeter: About to compete against three students, not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself, but to have mastered spells you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams. Concerned?
Harry: I-I don't know. I haven't really thought about it.
Rita Skeeter: Just ignore the quill. Then, of course, you're no ordinary boy of 12, are you?
Harry: Fourteen.
Rita Skeeter: Your story's legend. Do you think it was the trauma of your past that made you so keen to enter such a dangerous tournament.
Harry: I didn't enter.
Rita Skeeter: Of course you didn't. Everyone loves a rebel, Harry. [To the quill] Scratch that last. Speaking of your parents, were they alive, How do you think they'd fee? Proud? Or concerned that your attitude shows, at best a pathological need for attention, at worst a psychotic death wish?
Harry: Hey! My eyes aren't "glistening with the ghosts of my past."
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Ron Weasley: [Discussing Krum at the World Cup] There's no one like Krum!
Fred/George: Krum?! Dumb Krum?!
Ron Weasley: He's like a bird the way he rides the wind!
Ron Weasley: He's more than an athlete, he's an artist!
Ginny Weasley: I think you're in love, Ron!
Ron Weasley: Shut up Ginny!
Fred/George: [Singing]: Viktor I love you! Viktor I do-
Others: [Begin to sing as well] When we're apart, my heart beats only for you....
Fred/George: Krum?! Dumb Krum?!
Ron Weasley: He's like a bird the way he rides the wind!
Ron Weasley: He's more than an athlete, he's an artist!
Ginny Weasley: I think you're in love, Ron!
Ron Weasley: Shut up Ginny!
Fred/George: [Singing]: Viktor I love you! Viktor I do-
Others: [Begin to sing as well] When we're apart, my heart beats only for you....